Queen
Only on them C′s if it's breeze (Uh-oh, uh-oh)Red Ruby Da Sleeze, Chinese on my sleeve
These wannabe Chun-Li′s, anyway, 你好 (Nǐ Hǎo, uh-oh)
Who the fuck told bitches they was me now? (Uh-oh, ooh)
I knew these bitches was slow, I ain't know these bitches senile (Ooh)
Married a shooter case you niggas tried to breathe loud (Brr-brr)
Boom your face off, then I tell him, "Cease fire"
I'm the AB side (Ha)
Seven hundred on them horses, when we fixin′ to leave (Uh-oh, uh-oh)
But I don′t fuck with horses since Christopher Reeves
(Uh-oh, uh-oh)
Gotta be careful when I dip, it's flips all in the whips
It′s forties with thirty clips, FN's with the switch
Guacamole with the taco, waitin′ on El Chapo
Came in the Rolls and left low in a Tahoe
Bad gyal don't die-die-die
Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta
Real one nigga shot-ter-ter
She my lil′ vibe, my lil' ah-ah-ah
Bad gyal neva run from nobody like ah
Rude bwoy want mi touchin' inna mi body like yah
Bwoy affi dead if yuh eva diss me
You know what to do if yuh eva miss me
Miss me with that na-na-na-na-na-na-na
I stay with my na-na-na-na-na-na-na
His ex hit him, he like "Na-na-na-na-na-na-na"
He want the bad gyal sleeze like that
Well, I′m a tease like that
Ill na-na-na-na-na-na-na
He told me bring him that
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
We don′t be Karen like Donna na na na na na
I love it when he grab my cheeks like that
Why I'm a freak like that?
Bad gyal don′t die-die-die
Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta
Real one nigga shot-ter-ter
She my lil' vibe, my lil′ ah-ah-ah
Bad gyal neva run from nobody like ah
Rude bwoy want mi touchin' inna mi body like yah
Bwoy affi dead if yuh eva diss me
You know what to do if yuh eva miss me
When the Queen leave, bitches wanna come out like a cockroach
Until I′m cookin' in the kitchen like a pot roast
That new Spectre, we don't fill pot holes
Dorito bitches, mad that they nachos
Shout out my vatos
Shout out da hoes that′s watching me like Movados
(Click, click, click)
All them botched face photos, why would you post those?
Make a gyal duppy since I heard you like my ghost hoes
Big truck but, I′m alone like Post though
Call Malone and tell him I'm going postal
These bitches rapping like my blooper roll
Desert eagle if your nigga acting super bold
(Got ′em, got 'em) Got ′em like "Uh-oh"
Gun fingers like niggas doing the bogle, ya' fuckin′ bozo
That forty Cal a make 'em dance like a go-go
Super Fakks, that's word to Super Cat
We ah rude gyal youth and we nuh tek back we chat!
′Cause bitches couldn′t walk in my Crcos, that's word to Dundee
Just a bunch of airheads like Kelly Bundy
Man these bitches so slow man they slower than sloths
Six-hundred horse, how you gone catch the boss?
Caught ′em with they hand out, tryna catch the sauce
Thierry Mugler flow tryna cut the cloth
See the difference is I run businesses
If I ain't employ you, then what yo business is?
I′ll have staff roll up like what the business is?
"Oh you don know that my niggas kill witnesses?"
Bad gyal don't die-die-die
Hundred rounds on that, grrah-ta-ta
Real one nigga shot-ter-ter
She my lil′ vibe, my lil' ah-ah-ah
Bad gyal neva run from nobody like ah
Rude bwoy want mi touchin' inna mi body like yah
Bwoy affi dead if yuh eva diss me
You know what to do if yuh eva miss me
If you want me to stay
I′ll never leave
If you want me to stay
We′ll always be
If you want me to stay
I'll never leave
If you want me to stay
